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My photographic work has been used locally by The Coffs Harbour Regional Gallery; ABC Radio National, ABC Local Radio, NSW Department of Primary Industries, NSW National Parks and Wildlife Service, Nambucca Valley Tourism, Valla Community, Bellingen Readers & Writers Festival and more.
Winner of the annual Bellingen Community Arts Council (BCAC) Members’ Art Prize for photography 2017 – for Remdiation
First Light – From Eos to Helios, Coffs Harbour Regional Gallery, July-August 2017. Exhibition of poetry, photography and video.
As well as showing in community galleries on the Mid-North Coast, I have held exhibitions of photographs at: Nexus Pop-up, Bellingen, Dec 2013; Blackheath Heritage Centre, Oct 2013; Matilda St Gallery, Macksville, Sept 2012; Balmain Watch House, Sydney, Oct 2011.
My video work (with John Laidler) has been shown on TVS and at various festivals including the Sydney Writers Festival, 2010; and the Newtown Underground Film Festival, Sydney, 2010.
All photographs on this site are available for sale in a variety of sizes on archival paper.|
CD available here
This CD tests an omnivorous set of pianists and composers for the piano, from fakes to mystics with biographies, extraordinary environments, fables and reconstituted sounds.
“Painting long ago discovered perspective… Yet music has not succeeded in going beyond two dimensions.” Count Giacinto Scelsi
Here you will find sad stories of Ravel’s brain, the concentration camp Terezin, two mad pianists, a very eccentric pianist, Glenn Gould, and a very eccentric composer for the piano, Eric Satie. The musical mashups account for the physicality of this percussive instrument, as well as its magical grace and mystery, its poetry and its prose.
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My first book, ‘A Measure of Place’, Penguon Books is out of print.
Field Notes – Australia/Albion, Five Islands Press, 1998
Cost: $18 incl. P&P within Australia
The circumstance of trees
Dobroyd Head, Sydney Harbour
for Jim and John, brothers from Redwood country.
On the walk’s progression I demonstrate the difference,
pull furred flannel flowers to their touch,
praise an angophora whose creamy roots birth
from the body of rich Hawkesbury sandstone,
point to vines and tree-ferns obsessing a gully,
“Jules Verne stuff!” John remarks.
We pass raspberry-coloured christmas bushes
and disturb a near albino Blue-tongue Lizard
but there’s no sign of the Cchristmas Bells
that rang this stinging light two years ago.
I search through the melaleucas, casuarinas
and banksias for one that’s flowering.
Jim works with wood and teaches it,
he’s more interested in the fallen timber
imagining dowels cut along the grain,
how the gouged wood feathers and sloughs
from its hollow core. He’s a craftsman
our gravity differs. My interest lies more
in vertical possibilities refreshing the sky
than clearcut horizontals.
‘Invitation to Jagun’, Wagtail, March 2013
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Looking north to Valla from South West Rocks
for Kit and Carol
My hand itches to move, probably to depict the landscape
of receding Sung mountains, flowing through Claude’s opaque blue.
It’s not as if I have much to say, but if I did and wrote it down,
the words would not correlate but generate their own form, style
and vocabulary which I’d tinker with like a weekend mechanic
fixing up his old beloved Kingswood, straight six cylinders
much easier to handle, the grease and dirt all part of the fun.
The hand wants work in its grasp, but this is ink, not wood, not stone.
The Chinese word for ink refers to process and application (the texture,
brushwork and line), I just scribble symbols on pulped timber, a powerful
irresistible phenomena, but one without movement, bold colour,
improvised wash or technical brilliance to overcome technique
and push one’s art towards t’ien-chen (‘naturalness’), sounding simple
words sponging a vast residue of cloud and scudding black cockatoos.
‘A Pocket Diary’, Flying Island Books, 2012
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Cost: $14 incl. P&P within Australia
I wake early, put the radio on, Neddy Seegoon’s constructing a ladder Good Friday
to save the world with buckets of water. He’s just heard the news 5.40am
– the sun is on fire. I look. It’s hiding under the sea’s skin.
Ra’s resurrection is an engineering triumph with an estimated
life of another six billion years. I hurry to shore for the bleed,
only the brightest planets are sticking to this rubbery darkness.
From our rough garden we attempt a continuum into forest 1.50pm
dismantling line and arc for an ensemble of complex forms,
Banksia, Blackbutt and Bloodwood, Turpentine and Tallowwood.
Wombat and Sarsaparilla vines energetically scramble through
the butterfly factory, dazzling white Black Jezebels flit /
flash scalloped red and gold brocade – literal enchantment.
The track head draws blood, it’s not the mosquitoes, leeches or ticks
but Acacia saligna, Willow Wattle, dune coloniser from the west.
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